The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Qing Ling's voice was like a trickle of water, and the little fox couldn't believe it, it came out of the mouth of this corpse in front of him?

This body is called her Miss?What is the situation?

Is it ... confessing the wrong person?No, did you admit the wrong fox?

The little fox swallowed, still very scared in his heart, and his white and flawless hair all stood up, trembling slightly in the coffin.

"Miss, you sleep in the coffin first. I will call the servants to come back and kill all of them."

servant?

The little fox thought about the zombies outside. He ... the servants in his mouth would not be those zombies?

The little fox thought that the corpse was going to call the zombies to kill Feng Lingran all of them, and his heart was horrified.

"Squeak ..." Don't move them.

He heard the little fox opening his mouth, fascinating face, frowning slightly, flashing doubts: "Miss, you used to speak in human language, why don't you speak in human language now?"

"..." because it was not his lady.

"Squeak..." Can you understand me?

The little fox held a glimmer of hope. For a moment, it was disappointed. This corpse could not understand its "fox words."

"Miss, did those people do to you?" His bright red eyes flashed through the dark bloodthirsty light, and continued: "They are really damn."

The little fox saw his pair of eyes that seemed to be red with blood exuding a dangerous darkness. His heart was startled, and his fluffy head shook like a rattle.

"Squeak..." They didn't do anything to me, you can't move them.

The corpse determined what Feng Lingran and others had done to the little fox. The coffin lid cracked open, and the robe on his body was as bright as blood, exuding a thick breath of death, eerie and terrifying.But... a fluffy snow-white little fox hugged this ghastly face, how to look... the style of painting was a bit against.

"Squeak..." I forbid you to move them.

A little fox is afraid that this corpse will be harmful to Feng Lingran. Although, he also knows that Feng Lingran is very powerful, but no matter how powerful, Feng Lingran is also a person. There are so many zombies in Kyushu City. Feng Lingran, there will inevitably be no accidents.

The little fox thought Feng Lingran was bitten, and his courage was much bigger. It held the face of the corpse. There was no temperature on his face. His eyes were blood red, and the little fox was not so afraid.

"Miss, you don't have to worry about Nu'er, Nu'er can't die." Nu'er mistaken the little fox's expression and eyes for worrying about himself. He lifted his pale fingers and almost stopped when the little fox's white hair was about to touch .For a moment, he lowered his fingers, stretched out the tip of the bright red tongue, and licked the little white hair of the little fox.

Nuer's tongue is not like the zombie outside, it emits a bad smell, but it has a cool fragrance, a bit like the smell of herbs.

The little fox looked at his bright red tongue and licked it on its paws, almost recoiled, but the strange thing was that the hair he had licked was as clean and shiny as if it had been washed by something.

The little fox held Nuer's face, and he didn't use anything to say. He had to go back to the coffin and didn't call the zombies to deal with Feng Lingran.

Two days passed by.

The little fox and the slave were in the coffin, probably knowing that he would not hurt it. Gradually, the little fox was not so afraid of the slave when he first met him.

It has been in the coffin for so long, I do n’t know what happened to Feng Lingran now?He didn't find it, would he worry about it?

Grunt, grunt.

The little fox's belly is singing an empty city song.

Nuer's red eyes moved to the little fox's stomach: "Miss, are you hungry? Drink Nuer's blood!" His fingers suddenly became longer, and he scratched a white snowy neck. The green muscles were visible and bright red The blood ran from his neck, exuding the fragrance of a herb. Seeing the little fox covering his mouth with his paw, he refused to drink the blood. He said again: "The blood of the slave helps the young lady to cultivate more than the ones the young lady usually eats. Food is more nutritious. Miss, please drink it quickly! "

The little fox was picked up by the slave, and it looked at the startling blood on his neck in horror, and his fluffy head shook like a rattle.

"Squeak..." No, I don't drink blood, and I don't drink blood even if I die.

The little fox struggled violently in the hands of Nuer, and it was really unacceptable. He drank blood for a living.

When Nuer saw that the little fox was struggling, he didn't continue to force it. He sighed slightly and said in a clear voice: "The lady once said that she wants to cultivate an adult. Nuer tried her best and wanted to help the lady to practice as soon as possible. Adult, now Nuer has found a way, but the young lady has changed from before. The young lady goes on like this, I don’t know how to practice until the year of the monkey to become an adult."

After a pause, the red eyes flashed anticipation and sorrow, and the pale green fingers slid across his enchanting cheeks, and continued: "Miss also said, Nu Er's face is so beautiful, she wants to be like Nu Er, If the young lady cultivates an adult, Nuer promises the young lady that this skin will be taken down for the young lady."

The little fox's pores are horrified. It's hard to imagine what kind of cruel picture he would peel off his entire face.

Seeing the little fox shaking his head in fear, Nuer looked at it with red eyes doubtful, regardless of the blood on his neck, and said: "Isn't Nuer's skin care bad? Miss missed?"

The little fox shook his head violently, his own face was very good, and no slave's face was needed at all!

His lady is abnormal!Actually want the slave's face?

"Miss, you can rest assured that when you are an adult, Nuer will make this face more white and tender." Suddenly, he said: "Miss, you will not drink Nuer's blood, Nuer will go out to you Find something to eat! "

After Nuer left, the little fox ran out of the coffin and the wall was lit with seven-star lights. This is an enclosed space, and there seems to be no place to go out.

How did the slave get out?

Confused in his heart, the little fox found a circle in the room without finding an exit or a mouse hole.

About half an hour.

Nuer came back, carrying a chicken in his hand, and cleaned all his hair and internal organs.

"Miss, your favorite chicken." He took the chicken to the little fox.

"..." It likes cooked chicken, not raw chicken.

"Squeak ..."

The little fox lifted his paw, pointed to the seven-star lamp, and pointed to the chicken, hoping that Nuer could understand its meaning.

The slave looked up, and the red eyes seemed to understand something, and flew over to take off the seven-star lamp and sent it in front of the little fox: "Miss, this seven-star lamp is for you, please don't blow it out. , If one is extinguished, the birthday of the young lady will be one year less. If all the seven-star lamps in the underground palace are extinguished, the young lady..."

Nu Er didn't say anything later, and the little fox also understood, but it didn't care, and it wasn't Nu Er's real lady, and he didn't need these seven-star lamps to continue his life.

The little fox pointed at the chicken in Nuer's hand and let him roast it on the seven-star lamp.

Nuer finally understood, red eyes flashed a strange color: "Miss, do you want to use the seven-star lamp to roast chicken?"

The little fox nodded violently.

Nuer was also drunk in his heart, and he could think of roasting chicken with the natal lamp, and only his lady could figure it out.

"Miss, Nuer still went out and cooked, then bring it again!"

Nuer disappeared in front of the little fox again. This time, the little fox saw clearly. Nuer passed through a wall on the top and disappeared.

The little fox was shocked and happy in his heart, jumped straight, he climbed on the sarcophagus, jumped up sharply, and fell to the ground.

Repeated several times, the little fox really jumped forward, a miracle happened, it actually penetrated the wall...

After the penetration, the little fox discovered that the top was not a wall at all, but only looked like a wall.

There were footsteps approaching.

The little fox was overjoyed in the footsteps that could appear here, except Fengling Ran, they would have no one else.

The little fox walked happily towards the footsteps, and after a while, he saw several figures.

"Squeak ..."

The little fox squeaked with joy when he saw the familiar figure.

Feng Lingran heard the voice of the little fox and thought he had heard it wrong. He looked at the black eyes and touched the clever little fox. He moved with a big heart.

The little fox soon fell into Feng Lingran's arms, and felt that Feng Lingran hugged it tightly. The little fox was a little inexplicably excited, and he was nervous about it.

The little fox's furry head rubbed intimately in Feng Lingran's arms. These two days, it was in the coffin, there was fear, worry, and miss. Now in Feng Lingran's arms, it feels at ease, never Don't want to leave his arms.

Nangong Yao's eyes fell on the little fox intimate with Feng Lingran. The cold moon-like black eyes flashed through the darkness, and his white lips opened slightly. He wanted to say something, but made no sound and closed it again.

Seeing Nangong's lost eyes in the dark, he looked at the little fox without a heart, and he snorted coldly, as if extremely dissatisfied with a little fox.

"Little fox, where were you taken by that body?" Wan Yuyu walked, and the feather fan beat his palm regularly.

Xi'er followed Wan Yiyu and looked at the little fox in Feng Lingran's arms with concern. For the past two days, everyone was very worried about it, and she was also very worried.

The little fox glanced at Wan Yuyu, and Yu Guang saw Nangong Yao's morbid jade face. His apex was tight and his heart was inexplicably painful.

"General Feng, let this little fox take us quickly. I guess those things should be hidden by the body where the little fox was caught."

The little fox blinked, there was no stone room fart that Nuer took it to, and Junzhan would think too much.

It's just... what is in the mouth of the war, what is it?

If it is illusory, you can also ask Nuer, what kind of treasure is hiding here?Not only the general of Nanling was attracted, but also the regent king of Feng Lingran, who looked at the money and manure.

Is there a large number of treasures in this palace?No one can resist?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

A slave in a red robe appeared in front of the crowd. His bloody eyes floated up and fell on the little fox in Feng Lingran's arms, holding a roasted chicken in his hand.